"It's a big mouth! I'd like to see ......" Before the middle-aged man's words fell, his body froze.

I saw that the cyan figure flashed in front of him, and a dagger with cold light had already touched his throat and entered R for a minute, and he could even feel the pain of skin R being cut by the dagger and oozing blood.

For a moment, my heart was terrified.

He's a Jindan monk! How did a Tsukiji monk get to his side in an instant and hold a dagger to his throat? Even, he didn't have a chance to resist yet.

"Father-in-law, son-in-law spare your life...... Spare my life, I, I'm just asking for money. ”

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his speech trembled and panicked. If at this moment, he doesn't know that the strength of the person in front of him is stronger than him, then he can be regarded as living in vain.

"Spare your life? The opportunity was given to you just now, and now if you want me to spare your life, it depends on how many good things you have to buy your life. ”

A lazy and somewhat casual voice came into his ears, making the middle-aged man cry and lose his face.

I thought it was a fat sheep to be slaughtered, but who knows, he himself became the fat sheep that was slaughtered, but this situation is helpless, whether he handed over the things on his body by himself, or took the things on his body after being killed by this young man, his things can't be saved, and the only hope is to be able to save this life.

So, he stiffened his body and said, "I'll take it, I'll take it, don't be angry, I'll give you the Qiankun bag." He hurriedly took out the Qiankun bag, and took off all the valuable things on his body and handed them to him.

"Childe, I just want to have a chance to live."

After Feng Jiu took it, she stretched out her hand and slapped him on the back of the neck, and saw him snort, and the whole person fell down, seeing this, she put away the Qiankun bag and walked out, planning to go back to the inn first.

When I entered the back window and returned to the room, I heard a voice coming from outside.

"Big brother, please let me in! My grandson is really sick, I really asked the doctor for a long time, and they all said that there was no help, but someone told me that the ghost doctor can save it, the ghost doctor can save my grandson, this big brother, I beg you, I will kowtow to you, I will kowtow to you, you let me see the ghost doctor! Please. ”

Listening to the sound outside the station, Feng Jiu in the room washed his face again after changing his clothes, and after washing off all the camouflage on his face, he wiped the water on his face before walking out.

"Auntie, it's not that I don't help you, my master has an order, I don't see anyone, this, I can't help it!" Xue Shan helped the old woman up and said helplessly.

"I even brought my grandson here, just begging the ghost doctor to show him, woo woo...... I only have such a grandson, his father and mother died early, and our ancestors and grandchildren depend on each other for their lives, please, please, let me see the ghost doctor! ”

The old woman cried and begged for her grandson, who was a few years old in her arms, but the sad and helpless voice did not make the people in the inn feel anything.

Human nature is selfish, it is not their own business, no matter how miserable others are, the sadness in their hearts will not happen to them as if it happened to them.

What's more, most of them are cultivators, they see life and death more thoroughly, most of them are cold-hearted and cold-blooded people, just a child, in their opinion, death is death, and they will not feel pity at all, but pity.

At that moment, the door creaked open.